"Mom?" Jing Yuan couldn't react a little, and raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"Oh...... It's my mother."

"You have a mother, too?" Jing Yuan was even more puzzled, wasn't she an immortal? How can there be a mother?

Chu Xia misunderstood, his eyes were a little dim, and he was more sad. "My mom has been dead for years."

It turned out that she was the same as herself, Jing Yuan felt the same way, got up and hugged her in his arms, his wide hand gently patted her back, and there was a deep depth in her black phoenix eyes.

"Chu Xia, don't be sad, you still have me?" Even if you're the only one left in the world, at least you still have me. Even if the whole world leaves me, at least I still have you, but luckily we still have each other.

Chu Xia did miss her mother a little, but when she heard him say this, she felt much more comfortable, so she nodded, "Yes, I still have you, my father, and my eldest brother, so I'm not alone."

When Jing Yuan heard this, his deep eyes froze, and his eyes became a little darker. She even has a father and a big brother, so what do they do? Is it because of them that Chu Xia wants to leave him? Thinking of this, my heart became more and more uneasy. Chu Xia didn't know what he was thinking, and she didn't realize what she had said by a slip of the tongue, there was only one thought in her mind, she raised her head from Jing Yuan's arms, and asked seriously and eagerly, "Junbao, you haven't told me yet, who did it?" Can I see him?"

The man retracted his thoughts, and his eyes returned to calm, and he felt more confident.

"If I say I did it, would you believe it?"

Chu Xia was stunned, blinked in disbelief, looked at the porridge bowl on the table, and tasted the taste. No wonder she couldn't believe it, this porridge was so delicious, it definitely didn't take a day or two to work. Not to mention that he is a big man, not to mention that he is still a son of heaven, he actually has time to cook in the kitchen, and he doesn't believe it when he kills her.

"You don't believe me?" Jing Yuan saw the obvious suspicion in her eyes and asked with a chuckle.

"Unless you show me it yourself." Otherwise, she really couldn't believe it, but letting someone like Jing Yuan walk into the kitchen and put on an apron to cook, this scene is unlikely. His hands are used to guide the country, how can he make a big spoon?

"Okay, I'll prove it to you now." As he spoke, he took the woman's hand, got up and walked out.

Chu Xia really followed him, this is a very elegant kitchen, pots and pans, firewood, rice, oil and salt, but everything. All the ingredients are of the highest quality, delicate rice, fresh seashells, fish and shrimp. The kitchen is not very big, there is only one stove, the pomp is very atmospheric, and it can be seen that it is a dedicated kitchen.

Could this really be his kitchen? Chu Xia looked at it and fixed his suspicious gaze on the man again.

I saw that he was unhurried and began to prepare very professionally. First, I washed the rice, cleaned the water, dug it several times, and put it in a basin for later use. Then the seafood is processed, the scallops are carefully pried open with a knife, washed with water, and the crabs are peeled again. All the movements are done in one go, without procrastination, as if he is not cooking, but creating a work of art.

Jing Yuan explained, "I personally asked people to bring this seafood from the East China Sea, and it is absolutely delicious. Peeling scallops is a technical job, I didn't understand it before, and I almost hurt my hand a few times, but I got experience later. If you want to learn, I can teach you, but let me do this kind of thing because you don't have experience, I don't feel at ease.

In fact, you don't need to learn, just tell me when you want to eat, and I'll make it for you myself. I remember you said that your favorite food is seafood porridge, and that time it was a failure. So then I vowed to make the most delicious seafood porridge and make it myself for you when you came back. It's better to eat it and never want to leave."

Chu Xia stood quietly, watching him from washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, to lighting a fire, cooking, the whole process was done by himself, but it didn't give people a sense of lowering taste. We all know that in ancient times, the idea of male superiority and inferiority of women was deep-rooted, and men would definitely not do such a thing as going to the kitchen.

But at this moment, she suddenly changed, I'm afraid anyone who sees this scene can't help but be surprised, men go to the kitchen, and it's their great emperor's kitchen, what kind of shock is this?

But Chu Xia didn't think his behavior was funny at this moment, but felt more moved in his heart. Especially after listening to what he said just now, I knew that he was learning to wash his hands and make soup for her. Just for her casual words, ten years ago, he almost burned down the kitchen. In the past ten years, he has not given up, and he has practiced hard, and he must have had a lot of failures to make such delicious seafood porridge today, right?

The thought of this makes not only the eye circles red. She now finally understands why he can make his mother's taste, and it is because he, like his mother, makes it with love. Thinking that it is for the people I like, I naturally have more thoughts. If you still doubted his sincerity to yourself before, then this bowl of porridge has made the best interpretation.

"Okay, the fragrant seafood porridge will be ready to serve in the pan soon." After doing all this, a slight sweat broke out on his head, but there was a happy smile on his face. For him, as long as Chu Xia likes it, it is his greatest achievement.

Chu Xia smelled the aroma of porridge, and felt like he had been gambled by something. walked over, took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off her face. A piece of ash was accidentally stained on the center of his eyebrows, but it did not affect his handsome face, just a little more fireworks, as if the fairy really walked down the clouds.

"Why are you in trouble? Your hands are for directing the country, not for cooking, just leave it to the imperial chefs to do it."

Jing Yuan didn't feel aggrieved at all, but had a sense of accomplishment.

"It's okay, I have two hands, one hand is used to guide the country, and the other hand is dedicated to cooking porridge for you. Chu Xia, you haven't told me yet, do you like the porridge I made for you?" Jing Yuan looked at the woman in front of him expectantly with a sense of accomplishment in his eyes.

"Yes, it's really delicious, this is the first time I've eaten such delicious seafood porridge since my mother died." Chu Xia said movingly. She was almost moved to tears, just because he said that he had two hands, one hand was used to guide the country, and the other hand was only for her to cook porridge. I'm afraid that any woman who hears such words will be moved to tears. Her heart is not made of iron and stone, and naturally she has feelings.

Jing Yuan was overjoyed, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles. "Really, Chu Xia, you really like it. I knew you'd like it, and that's great, so I'll make it for you every day, okay?" Saying that he was happy, he picked up Chu Xia and circled around the room, happy like a child who got a perfect score in the exam and was praised by his parents.

Chu Xia didn't struggle, he hugged his neck tightly, feeling his joy from the bottom of his heart. It turns out that for him, happiness is so simple.

"Junbao, let me see your hands." Thinking of what he just said, my heart was touched.

Jing Yuan put her on the ground, Chu Xia grabbed his hand, carefully and carefully looked at it seriously, there were thin calluses on his palms and fingertips, this kind of cocoons are rarely seen in modern times, and he is only 20 years old, but there are already calluses on his hands, which are obviously sharpened when he uses a sword.

Turning over his hand, he found that there were several shallow marks on the back of his hand, which were not very clear, and it seemed that he had recovered very well, if he didn't look carefully, he might not be able to see it at all. But she found it anyway, and it looked like the scar was some years old.

"Was it injured while cooking, or was it cut by a weapon?" With a sour heart, he asked distressedly.

The man smiled and shook his backhand, wrapping the woman's petite hand in his big palm, gently caring.

"It's all some old wounds, it's long gone, don't worry, no one will be able to hurt me again." Seeing the look of concern in Chu Xia's eyes, she felt that no amount of suffering was worth it, because she cared.

Hearing him say this, Chu Xia's heart was even more uncomfortable. Now that no one can bully him anymore, how did he survive when he was bullied in the past?

"Junbao, I'm sorry I'm late." She didn't want to cry, but when she saw the wound on his hand, she didn't know how much she had endured physically and mentally, and the tears flowed down her face.

Jing Yuan's eyes suddenly became wet, not because of the suffering he suffered, but because of the end of his suffering, because he waited for the most important woman in his life.

The two people hugged each other tightly, and it seemed that there was only

In this way, you can feel the presence of the other person.

She didn't know how Jing Yuan came over, but if something irreparable really happened in the past ten years, would she never see him again when she came back?

"Chu Xia, it's all over. Okay, let's get out of here, stay in the smell of oily smoke, go take a shower first, and I'll tell you slowly when I get back." To distract her, he digressed the subject.

In the past few days, Chu Xia has been in Huanyi Palace, bathing in a large wooden barrel. Coming to Huaqing Pool again, I really feel like reliving an old dream.

The water in the warm pool is moderately warm and cold, and the rose-scented pieces float on the surface of the water, rippling slightly with fluctuations. There is a layer of curling mist rising on the surface of the water, like a dream, like the water of Yao Pond in the sky.

"Do you want me to help you?"

The man's refreshing voice suddenly sounded from behind him, and the frightened Chu Xia hurriedly retreated, looking at him vigilantly, "No need, I can come by myself, you leave quickly."

Jing Yuan smiled in his eyes, and looked at the woman in front of him for a long time, "Are you sure you really don't need it? I can rub your back for you."

"No!" In a very affirmative tone, he glared at the shameless man in front of him.

Seeing that she was so vigilant, Jing Yuan stopped teasing him, "Okay, if you say you don't need it, don't use it, after we get married, we will come to the mandarin duck bath together."

Saying that, without waiting for the woman to exert her power, she laughed, turned around and strode away.